Welcome to Author and Cover Artist – Meredith Russell

I’m really happy to have the extremely talented Meredith Russell on UKGayRomance, showing off just a few of her covers for us. Among her talents… no, I’ll let her tell you about those.

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At school, I had two loves…

One was mathematics, and my love for the subject led me to a degree at university and then on to become a maths teacher. That has been my job for the last ten years. I have always liked the logic, the rules, and the definite answers.

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My other love was art and being able to make something that only need follow the rules I set myself. I made a decision and my career followed path number one, but pretty much at the same time I found myself ensnared by the world of fandom. I wrote fanfiction, I made graphics, story banners, icons, and I put together fanvids. I immersed myself in that world at every opportunity.

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And so that brings me to today. My family and friends either think I’m crazy or they think I’m brave, some a bit of both. Personal and professional reasons have brought me to a place where I need a new challenge, I need a career that excites me again, and I need to be happy. Not everyone can say that about their job, but I want to. I’ve taken the first steps and I’m ready to love my job all over again, this time in cover design and writing.

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Meredith’s Bio:

Meredith Russell lives in the heart of England. An avid fan of many story genres, she enjoys nothing less than a happy ending. She believes in heroes and romance and strives to reflect this in her writing. Sharing her imagination and passion for stories and characters is a dream Meredith is excited to turn into reality.

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Website: http://www.meredithrussell.co.uk

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/meredithrussellauthor

Email: meredithrussell666@gmail.com

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The Good Wolf available from eXtasy Books from August 15th here: http://www.extasybooks.com/the-good-wolf/

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Blurb:

Sometimes the only way to let love in is to let the wolf in, too.

Ten years ago, Mason fell for his best friend while at university. Little did he know just two years later, that same friend would turn his world upside down in a way Mason could never have imagined. Now, he lives a cursed life.  Living in solitude, Mason does everything he can to keep people away, not only for his safety, but for theirs, too. The night of the full moon. Niall has no idea he’s a werewolf, but fate brings him and Mason together. A trick of the moon or something deeper, the men are drawn to each other. Together they must find a way to deal with what has happened to them both. But first Mason must learn to trust Niall and realize being alone is not always for the best.

Excerpt:

Chapter 4

A blood-chilling cry was torn from a delicate throat as flesh was stripped from bone and blood sprayed, crimson and heated, across the once perfectly laid-out living room. A dog barked frantically as its female owner was dragged across the carpeted floor and deposited in a bloody tangle of limbs. Bones cracked and the horrid sound of flesh being dined upon echoed around the room.

Mason shot awake as he felt his guts contract. The smell and taste of blood hit his senses in a metallic haze. It was just a dream—a bad memory. Panicking, he scrambled from his bed and fumbled with the bolt, managing to escape to the bathroom just in time to fall to his knees and watch the contents of his stomach spatter around the toilet bowl. He retched violently as he held onto the rim of the toilet, and he shut his eyes tightly as he strained as he coughed. Tears caught in his lashes as he threw up for a second time and then he slid to the floor, exhausted. He rested his head against the edge of the toilet, grimacing as he imagined the taste of blood in his throat. That was one memory he did have. The day he woke on his bedroom floor naked and covered in the blood of his parents and his kid sister. He remembered the taste, the smell, and the sight of his blood-covered hands. That was when he knew he was a monster and there was no way to stop it.

There was a knock on the bathroom door. “Mason?” Niall asked. “You okay in there?”

Mason slowly repositioned himself against the cool tiled wall. What must the man think? “I’m fine,” he managed in a hoarse voice. He hadn’t convinced himself so he doubted he had convinced Niall he was okay. His stomach hurt and he felt shaky. “Just a minute.” Or maybe ten.

“You need me to get you anything?”

“No.” He didn’t need anything. He sat quietly for a while, aware that Niall hadn’t moved from his spot outside the bathroom door. It was strange how he knew Niall was close. There was a connection he hadn’t let himself acknowledge before. “I’m fine, Niall,” he said again and looked down at his trembling hands. Narrowing his eyes, he turned them over and looked at their shape and size. Something didn’t seem right. “What time is it?” he asked. A sense of urgency shot through him as he pressed his hand to his aching stomach.

“Three,” Niall replied through the wooden door. “I was wondering if we could do something to help distract me. I feel like my skin’s on fire.”

Mason gasped as a pain coursed through his hands, and every bone and muscle seemed to ache. “I’m dreaming,” he whispered to himself. It was part of the same dream. It had to be. He gritted his teeth as the familiar sensation of bone stretching and twisting shot through his arms.

No. God, no. God wasn’t listening.

“Mason? I hoped we could talk about things. I know you said I was on my own, but I’d like to learn everything I can. Maybe even help you, and find some other solution to all this.”

Not a dream. Not a dream. Mason got to his feet and stumbled toward the door, landing heavily against it before sliding the lock firmly in place.

“Mason?” There was clearly fear in Niall’s voice. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”

“Just leave me alone!” Mason hissed as he moved over to the basin. He needed to stay in control. He’d felt different all day since meeting up with Niall again, a long-suppressed instinct lingering at the back of his mind. Heat sparked throughout his body and his head felt like it was about to explode.

“Fuck.” He wrapped his hands tightly around the washbasin against the pain and raised his head. He met his eyes in the mirror as the color drained from them. Laughing, he lowered his head and bit back the pain that shot through his body. Niall called to him from outside the bathroom and he could hear the rattle of the doorknob as Niall tried to get inside.

“Stay away, Niall,” he called over his shoulder. “Stay away.”

Mason closed his eyes, arched his back, and opened his jaw as he raised his hands to his mouth. He pressed his fingertips against his top lip, grimacing as he felt the familiar lumps along the line of his upper jaw. Pain flickered through his mouth as bones cracked and transformed.

“No!” he gasped, his legs giving out on him as he slid to the floor with a heavy grunt. Throwing back his head, Mason cried out and scraped his clawed fingers across the tiled floor. There was nothing he could do. The wolf was awake and there was no way to stop it.

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